So we're getting ready to move.... wait, Landon and I are getting ready to move while Loren is getting shipped back to Iraq for seven months. Anyway, almost everything we own will once again be put into storage while Landon and I move back in with my parents in Oregon.
ANYWAY, I've decided that moving is not one of my favorite things. As a matter of fact, if I had a list of my favorite things, let's say....from 1 to 1 million, packing and moving would not be on that list. Our entire house is all topsy-turvy and it reminds me of those corn mazes that you can go through around Halloween time, only instead of corn stalks it's boxes and furniture everywhere and there's just enough space for you to walk through.
My favorite part is when I go to get something and....oh what? It's packed! Well who's the smart one who packed that already? It was probably me but I usually blame Loren because I don't want to be at fault.
So, between living out of boxes for a month, sleeping on a blow-up mattress, eating fast food, trying to keep Landon out of things he shouldn't be into, and walking through the maze of it all... let's just say there are no "Joys" of moving!
True that!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteLast time we moved I packed a friends movie and he wanted it before I move. Dork. It was in a box at the bottom of a mountain. So I had to move all the boxes and open the box on the bottom to get his movie out. Let me say again DORK. Anyway moving sucks.